Fall is traditionally a harvest time, thus 秋收 (harvest in the fall/autumn). But, we’re still cultivating the winter veggies, thus 秋耕 (cultivating in the fall).
Our garden is not static. Clearing up the corn field made space for chrysanthemum leaves (also known as ‘tong ho’ or 茼蒿) and 小白菜 (Pak-choi, Chinese mustard or Chinese white cabbage). They have come out, waiting to be transplanted when the time comes.
Knowing these are my favorite, Janice asked me why I waited this long to plant. They do not do well with the hot summer. In fact, the Taiwanese name of ‘tong ho’ (茼蒿) is (冬兒 or Tần ô), that 冬 is ‘winter’. Tong-ho leaf is an essential ingredient of Taiwanese oyster omelettes (蚵阿煎)—an exquisite dish.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
A dynamic garden
I like to liken visiting our garden to reading a book that Katy
and I are writing. If you visit once you would read one of the, say,
ten chapters of the book. Jo was home in June and again about two weeks
ago when Janice and Joy came home. Janice said the chapter (I would
say Chapter 8) she read was the most exciting one—the climax of the
story of the garden. Jo read both Chapter 4 and 8 and the difference of
which can be appreciated by these two photos.
The first photo was taken 6/24/12 in Section 5N where Jo was
planting marigolds whereas the second was taken (also Section 5N) on
8/17/12, four days after Janice and Joy left.
Our garden
is dynamic, the scenery changed as time went by. So if one wants to
know the whole story of our garden, read the entire book and come to see
us often.
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| 8/17/12 |
In a letter to her brother, Austin, Emily Dickinson wrote a poem that ends with,
Prithee, my brother
Into my garden come!
“Prithee”
comes from “pray thee” which is used to express a wish or request for
something to be done; something like “please”. Let me paraphrase her,
Prithee, my [Facebook] friends,
Into my garden come!
A carpet or embroidery of flowers
Last night I posted a carpet of
marigolds and suspected Shakespeare might be the first one to use
“carpet” to describe a sea of flowers; one can also see “embroidery”
used in flowery literature. These photos can attest to it.
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| 8/22/12 |
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| 8/22/12 |
A carpet of marigolds
Was Shakespeare the first one using “carpet” to describe a sea of flowers? The following is from Act 4 Scene 1 in Pericles, Prince of Tyre, in which Marina (the daughter of Pericles) laments her deceased nurse (nurse in Shakespeare’s days meant nanny) when he wrote,
The purple violets, and marigolds,
Shall, as a carpet [see photo below], hang upon thy grave,| 8/27/12 |
MARINA
No, I will rob Tellus of her weed,
To strew thy green with flowers: the yellows, blues,
The purple violets, and marigolds,
Shall as a carpet hang upon thy grave,
While summer-days do last. Ay me! poor maid,
Born in a tempest, when my mother died,
This world to me is like a lasting storm,
Whirring me from my friends.
Right before Marina enters the stage, Dionyza was urging Leonine (the hired murderer) to kill Marina,
DIONYZA
Thy oath remember; thou hast sworn to do't:
'Tis but a blow, which never shall be known.
Thou canst not do a thing in the world so soon,
To yield thee so much profit. Let not conscience,
Which is but cold, inflaming love i' thy bosom,
Inflame too nicely; nor let pity, which
Even women have cast off, melt thee, but be
A soldier to thy purpose
LEONINE
I will do't; but yet she is a goodly creature.
DIONYZA
The fitter, then, the gods should have her. Here
she comes weeping for her only mistress' death.
Thou art resolved?
| 8/22/12 |
Sunday, August 26, 2012
This is Shangri La heaven on earth: Great minds think alike
| 8/22/12 |
The above is a FB comment on Katy’s post
commenting on the vibrant and vivacious zinnia (on Section 5N). My translation would be “This is paradise on
earth; this is Shangri La heaven on earth”.
This is from Katy’s FB “friend” from Taiwan,
who is apparently not aware I named the central road in the garden “Shangri La Blvd”. It is time for me to have a
post about Shangri La Blvd, showing 范姜宗霖 unabashedly that great minds think
alike :- )
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| 6/26/12 night view |
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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Throwing and splattering tomatoes against the wall
This is Baby Blues comic strip last week; it is
about throwing and splattering tomato against the wall. Hammie is a 7-year-old
mischievous kid. I was hoping Ben can be
like Hammie, wanting to throw tomatoes and Katy, is like Wanda (mother in the
comic strip), would also allow me throw a tomato or two. Then we will no longer be inundated with
tomatoes. Problem solved!
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
No wasted life for most of our marigolds
As I said marigolds and zinnia are the staples
of our garden; they are every where. These
photos of marigolds were taken today (8/22/12); they’re still going on strong, despite the fact that Labor Day is
fast approaching, marking the end of summer.
Most of our marigolds enjoy a long and prosperous life, not a wasted
life with a few exceptions, such as the last photo.
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